Dorian's expression cracked for half a second.He took half a step toward me, lips parting, then remembered how many people were watching."Ms. Hartwell. My office."The door closed behind us."Eliza, unnecessary explanations only make things more complicated. Can you not do this?"His voice was low.His eyes were full of a tenderness he refused to show me outside this room.He reached for my hand.I moved away."I can explain what you saw."Arabella's family is in trouble. I'm only helping her. There's nothing between us. And it's just a ring. If you want one, I'll buy you something better."Every year, Dorian ordered my birthday gift in advance and scheduled it for delivery on the day.One year, he gave me the exact same gift he sent to a client.His explanation was simple."I hate unnecessary shopping. It's the thought that matters."Arabella's ring, meanwhile, had once belonged to a European nobleman's first love.Its story was famous: the first person he loved, and
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